Today I got a spam mail! *jumps up and down*
And a pretty nice one, I think. Kind of like modern free-verse poetry. Here goes:
Quote:
Hello, Robyn!
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he swam his brown condition unlike our hanging shoe, who stood rarely. her strong lead sped like my trade; slow, true call. white cat answer handwrote, she chid loudly, often, greedily. its past reading burnt underneath some clock; cut, cruel boy. he broke your deep office inside some elastic family, who led inquisitively. we sent it free. we sublet clean meeting, that strove roughly...
quit the second gun,
Sharon SINGH.
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Gotta love the last sentence.
